Title: Unveiling Desires
Body writing has always been a fetish of mine. I don't just like it; I love it. My wife, a stunning black woman in peak physical shape, has no clue about my secret desires. For ten years, I've been too embarrassed to share this part of myself, fearing she might look down on my kink. But today, I reached a breaking point. It was time to reveal my hidden passion.
As I planned my surprise, I couldn't help but admire her. She had big, firm C-cup breasts and a round, toned bubble butt that turned heads wherever she went. Our sex life was great, but she had always been on the prudish side of sexual adventures. I was the only man she had ever been with, and I felt it was time to push her boundaries.
It was a typical day; she was working a 12-hour nursing shift at the hospital while I ran my business from my office. But today was different. I texted her, "Do you want to play a game?" I knew she had about an hour left on her shift, which was more than enough time to get the ball rolling.
"What kind of game?" she replied.
"Truth or dare?"
"Sure!"
"I'll let the lady go first; so what do you choose?"
"Truth!"
"Okay, have you ever gone to work with no panties on?"
"Of course not! I wear scrubs, and it would be too revealing. I might lose my job!"
"What do you want... truth or dare?"
"Truth!"
"Have you ever tried my panties on?"
"No, but if you wanted me to model them for you, I would consider it."
I chuckled, picturing her in my panties. This game was heading toward some fun.
"Your turn now. Truth or dare?"
"I'm going to pick dare this time, but you have to keep them within reason since I'm still at work."
"Okay, I will, but as long as it's within reason, you must complete the dare; otherwise, you'll have to do a double dare at home, and there are no limits. Deal?"
After a long pause, she responded, "Deal!"
"I dare you to take a permanent marker and draw a heart β€οΈ on your body. It has to be somewhere that no one can see it. I'd like it under your bra or under your panties."
"Hmmmmm. That is a unique dare. I accept!"
After a few minutes, she texted, "Done!"
"Can I see proof of the heart?"
"That wasn't part of the dare. It's on a shaved smooth surface, though."
"Truth or dare?"
"I would like to see what kind of dare you can come up with, so... dare!"
She sent me a naughty smiley face π and typed, "I dare you to take everything off from your waist down and edge yourself right now while you are sitting at your desk in your office!"
I was shocked by her dare. It was risky, but a dare is a dare.
"Yes, Ma'am!" I locked my door, drew down the shades, and started my dare. It didn't take long for me to reach close to climax, my mind racing with thoughts of where she might have drawn the heart on her sexy body.
"Done!" I texted, feeling the pressure of blue balls for the rest of my workday.
"Haha, well, you started the game. I'm just going to enjoy it as much as I can!"
"TouchΓ©!"
"Okay, I'm going to step it up a level if that's the way you want to play it. Truth or dare?"
"Dare, but you should know that I was just informed that I can leave the hospital early, so I'm headed to my car right now."
This gave me so many ideas.
"Interesting. I dare you to get to your car, remove your bra, take the Jumbo permanent marker from your glove box, and write 'FUCK ME HARD' across your boobs. I want it just above your nipples, then take a picture and send it to me."
"Did you plan this!? How did you know there was a marker in my car? And why is it so big!?"
"I can't answer any of those questions unless you ask me after I've said truth for our game!"
"There are people everywhere! I am not the only one leaving the hospital right now."
"Does that mean you are not willing to do it?"
"No. I will do it. I just have to get in the back seat where my windows are tinted."
"Great! I look forward to the picture of proof."
After what felt like an eternity, a picture came through on my phone. There she was, topless, with 'FUCK ME HARD' written across her chest. It was much higher than I wanted her to write it, though. If she was wearing her bra, none of it would have been hidden.
"You didn't follow the instructions I gave you, and you'll need to be penalized," I texted.
"I did exactly what you said! Do you know how hard it is to write upside down on your chest!? Especially with this Jumbo-sized marker!"
"A dare is a dare, babe."
"Well, did you edge yourself just as soon as I told you to?"
"Well, no. I actually locked the door and put the shades down first."
"Okay then. You didn't follow directions exactly either. So if I'm getting penalized, then you will be getting your penalty first. Truth or dare, my dirty boy?"
"Okay. Dare. I will take my punishment."
"Very good. I'm going to be making a few stops on my way home from the hospital. I want you to be prepared. For your dare, I want you to choose your punishment. They both come with a surprise. You have me all hot, wet, and turned on while I am driving with a heart β€οΈ drawn right on top of my shaved pussy mound and 'FUCK ME HARD' written big and bold across my chest.
Your first choice is to leave work and go to the adult store downtown and buy a set of panties (which you will wear out of the store) and then meet me for your surprise. Or you can go to the adult store and buy a dildo of your choosing and then meet me for your surprise punishment. The choice is yours."
I couldn't believe what I was reading on my phone. I had to say something, but all I texted was, "Who are you, and what have you done with my wife? π€―"
"Haha, what's it going to be?"
"I guess you'll just have to wait and see, naughty girl."
"Just so you know; the surprises I have for you are based on what you purchase at the store."
I was so curious and turned on that it was becoming difficult to think straight. I got my things together and headed out the door. I knew exactly which adult store she was talking about because we had been there multiple times before.
I texted my wife once I got to the car and asked her to do one more round while I was fulfilling my current task just to keep the game moving.
"Truth or dare?"
"I know I still have to get my punishment dare from you, so for now, I will choose Truth."
I knew what I was going to ask before she even responded. None of this was like her at all, and I just needed to know why.
"So your question is... what has gotten into you that you are being so kinky and eager to play this game?"
I continued with my current task at hand and put my phone in the car cup holder.
Upon arriving at the adult shop, I was happy to see the owner was the only one there. I explained everything about my current situation. She laughed and said she loved that my wife was being naughty at the game and began helping me.
"Do you know which item you would be purchasing?"
I thought I was being clever and told her that I was going to buy both. That way, I could control which mystery surprise I would get from my wife.
"What a typical man answer. Always trying to get the upper hand," she said with a giggle.
I started with the panties. They were all very slutty. After a few minutes, I gave up. Instead of continuing to watch me struggle, she suggested that she could pick out a pair of panties for me while I went over to the dildos.
I agreed and walked over to the wall of cock (as I always called it). I had never been embarrassed when we had been there before, but this time was different. Shopping for panties for myself and a dildo for my wife sort of blew my mind.
The owner came over with a pair of black sheer panties that had feminine designs all over the tiny piece of clothing as well as a red bow up front. She was laughing as she handed them to me and said, "These will look great on you, hun!" π
I sarcastically said, "Ha ha ha!" and took them.
Then there we were, both just staring at a wall of rubber dildos. After a few minutes, she said, "Well...?"
"I don't know what dildo I am supposed to buy. There are just so many to choose from."
"Well, I picked out your panties. Want me to choose your toy?"
"Sure. What do you think would be best?"